Lana POV
Warmth. Safety. Happiness.
I woke up to a whole new world. Somehow, someway it was different from yesterday's world.
Yes, there was still war.
Yes, famine still existed.
But now…….now I felt I could face it all. I could face it all as long as this man right here faced it with me. As long as I had him in my life nothing could touch me. Nothing would ever hurt me again.
Because I knew.
I knew he'd always be there for me. He always has. Now, he always will.
I smiled keeping my eyes closed. I didn't want this moment to end.
Clark stirred next to me and I heard him yawn. "Hey sleepyhead." He said somehow knowing I was awake.
Slowly, I opened my eyes and turned on the couch lying so I was facing him.
"Hey."
Clark smiled and ran a hand over my hair before bringing my head to his lips for a kiss. Suddenly his eyes widened and he sat up quickly. The blanket fell down revealing his chest and oh so gorgeous abs.
As I tried reaching for him, Clark jumped out of the couch butt-naked his eyes shooting around the room looking for something.
"Clark? What's wrong?" I held the blanket to my breasts trying my best not to laugh at Clark's expression.
Clark's eyes brightened as he found what he was looking for. Quickly, he zoomed around the room and before I knew it he was fully dressed, holding out my clothes to me.
"Here Lana. We have to get dressed before my parents come looking for us. I didn't realize how late it got."
I lifted my eyebrows but I didn't reach for the clothes. "Now you're worried about your parents finding us?"
Clark smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, I know. But better late than never."
I smirked as I slowly let the sheet fall to my waist exposing my breasts to Clark. Clark's eyes immediately shot to my chest and I felt a heat go through my body. Clark audibly gulped and his trembling hand fell along with the clothes.
"Lana, we really need to get dressed." He said shakily.
I grinned saucily. "You're already dressed Clark. Remember?"
Clark nodded dumbly. "Yeah. But you have to get dressed too."
I pulled off the rest of the sheet and stood up naked as the day I was born. All shyness swept away along with my virginity a couple of hours ago. "So why don't you come make me."
Clark's eyes burned and I could swear he gave me that same look the day he said he was on red kryptonite. In two long strides Clark had me in his arms and on top of the nearest table kissing me into oblivion. His hands were no longer trembling as he softly squeezed my right breast in his hand and dropped it to let it trail down my belly. I shivered and arched my back to give him better access. He sucked my neck and licked his way down to my nipples. I gasped as the warmth from his mouth caused me to feel a puddle of liquid heat in my loins.
Just as Clark was moving his hand southward………
"Clark? Clark, honey you up there?"
Clark's head shot up and he superspeeded his way to my clothes on the floor. Before I knew it Clark was shooting around me putting my clothes on for me. My hands shot up in the air and I had my shirt on. Suddenly I was picked up off the floor and I felt my jeans slipping up my legs. My hands shot up one more time and my sweater slid down my body. In my peripheral vision I saw a bra and panties fly across the loft towards a haystack, landing beautifully right behind it.
Clark proceeded to pick me up and ran with me to the sofa. Before I knew it Clark and I were sitting on the sofa as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.
Clark's mother poked her head up at the top of the stairs. "Oh there you are! I've been calling you. Didn't you hear me?"
Clark smiled at Ms. Kent. "Sorry Mom. We were talking. I guess we weren't paying attention."
Talking huh? Is that what they're calling it nowadays?
Ms. Kent smiled and I could swear I saw amusement flicker in her eyes. "Oh. Okay. Are you two alright?"
I tried my best not to blush as I answered. "We're fine Ms. Kent. Everything's great."
Ms. Kent nodded. "Okay. Well breakfast is ready when you two are. Clark, you're father said to tell you that you're excused from your chores today. Just take it easy."
Clark lifted his eyebrows in surprise. "Did hell freeze over last night without my knowledge?"
Ms. Kent laughed. "No Mr. Sarcasm. You'll be happy to know that hell is still toasty warm."
Clark grinned. "Then why the reprieve from chores?"
Ms. Kent shrugged. "I don't know. I guess your dad thinks you need a break."
"Allright. Fine. No complaints here." Clark paused. "Is it okay if I go out with Lana?"
I expected Ms. Kents eyes to widen in surprise considering mine and Clark's past, but instead she just smiled softly at her son. "Of course Clark. But before you two do anything, come to the house for breakfast."
I smiled at Ms. Kent. "I wouldn't miss your breakfast for the world Ms. Kent."
On the other hand, I think I would miss it for a naked Clark.
"Okay you two. I'll see you in the kitchen." With that Ms. Kent turned around and went down the stairs. Clark and I waited until her retreating footsteps faded and we both breathed a sigh of relief.
Clark ran a hand through his hair and started laughing. Pretty soon I joined him until we were both laughing so hard our stomachs hurt. When I calmed down, I stood up and put a hand out to him.
"Come on Clark. Let's go inside so we can wash up and put to rest any suspicions."
Clark took my hand and stood up. "Somehow I don't think my mom believed we were just talking."
As we walked down the stairs hand in hand I replied, "Somehow I don't think so either."
End of Part Fifteen
